Dark Late Night At the Park-

amidst the midnight dark, comes the sleeping dog, that snores/barks; a mixed up nightmare, no other mammal shares... coming to age, written with wax crayon, within neon sprays of florescent glazes poster board pages... the need for art, a chance for chalk; a walk in the park music till' dusk amidst the noonday rage, lunchers serenades female co-workers while on lookers... gawk and look closing their books, to see what's next what the heck the need for art, sometimes lost, everyone so critical Brutal the ways of the arts settle in the newness of dark late night art at the park 2/4/2020 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©